merry maytime

my secret favorite holiday of the year is beltaine. there are a few reasons for this, which i will enumerate:

1. it is about sex. outrageous outdoor sex by blazing bonfires. or off in a leafy dell in the woods. the only day of the year where you’re supposed to stay out all night & partake in pure unadulterated joyous sex.

2. in a similar vein, it is about flowers. [similar because flowers=plant sex. yes, it’s a theme.] flowers are another one of my favorite things ever.

3. it is the first day of my birth month, which i think should be celebrated instead of my birthday. to hell with birthdays. may is full of beautiful weather and flowers all month long — what better way to celebrate my birth than dedicate a whole month to it?

so on beltaine, unfortunately once again, i did not have an opportunity to drive a herd of cattle between two bonfires and then sneak off to the woods with my beloved. sigh. really all may festivals are about sex. young girls dancing around a flower-bedecked phallic pole? clearly about sex.

in spite of my lack of bonfire exposure, i have been making use of this lovely month by spending lots of time in the lovely park by our house, eating ice cream (i’m looking forward to my free birthday sundae courtesy of here), and training for long walks in the hills when we take off and visit our friends in the UK.

yup, you heard me. all three of you who still read this blog might remember that its roots are in the UK. after we bought our tickets i said to M, ‘it’s the first time we’ve been back since we left!’

and then we both cracked up. thank you captain obvious! what i meant was, it’s the first time we’ve been back since we lived there back in 2008. and it means a lot to us. it also means a lot to us that we’ll be staying with our amazing friends, my first ever dyke friends.

in other news, this completes one full year post-grad-school, and i couldn’t be happier. seriously. i never, ever, EVER want to do that again. phew.